Figure Work

by

Doug Larson

I love women
the way their hips sway
side to side
when they walk
the smooth skin under the chin
and all over
nape of the neck
and the inside of the thigh
and just below the navel
I love that little vee
that their legs form
where they meet
the way they shake their hair
long short
blonde
brown
black
auburn
red
their eyes
watching
yearning
deep as the ocean
mysterious and taunting
their fingers
graceful and delicate
the sculpted beauty of their hands
their feet
their toes
the way their ankles melt
into their calves
the receptive sweet spot
behind the knee
that little hollow
at the throat
that pulses when the heart beats
the wet fullness of their lips
slightly parted
the flicker of tongue
the softness of voice
whispering
talking
laughing
singing
giggling
sighing
their ears
smooth as carved marble
and the line of the jaw
the gentle slope of their shoulders
the sweet curve of the back
the little dimples
above rounded buttocks
The pillow softness of their breasts
large and pendulous
or small and firm
the way their nipples harden
when touched
aroused
the warm moist comfort of them
tight
secure
slippery delectable
God I love them
I do
I really do
I would like to be a woman
for a day
or a week
and make love to a woman
as a woman
so that I might know them
more completely
to know how to touch them
more thoroughly
more deeply
I love their company
their sensitivity
their free expression of emotion
their nurturing disposition
I love women
I can’t help it
I should have been a sculptor
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Damn.

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